Untold Harry and Voldemort

Chapter 4

Harry awoke the next morning. He first noticed the room. Everything was silver and green- Slytherin colors. His memory came back; he remembered the graveyard where and Voldemort dueled. He ended up being kidnapped by the man. Now he was in his house.

"Great!" Harry said, aloud.

Nagini slithered into the room.

"Master sent me to get you, child," Nagini hissed.

Harry really didn't like the snake. She was horrible, just like her master. Still, he didn't feel like putting up a fight with her. He followed her to the dining room. Voldemort was already there, waiting for him. He had a copy of The Daily Prophet with him.

"Good Morning, Harry. Did you sleep well?" Voldemort asked.

Harry could feel the rage coming. "No! Not at all, considering I was kidnapped!"

Voldemort greeted him with a smile, "Ah, Harry, you do amuse me."

Harry couldn't' believe it. The man was actually finding this funny. Harry wanted to punch him.

"Come, you must be hungry. Sit down," said Voldemort.

Harry walked over and nervously sat down next to Voldemort. Voldemort looked at Harry's shirtsleeves. He took Harry's wrist in his hand, "We will need to get you some decent clothes. These are far too ratty," said Voldemort.

Harry pulled his arm away, "If you expect me to wear stuff like your Death eaters wear, you have another thing coming!"

This was the wrong thing to say. Voldemort took hold of Harry's hair and pulled, "Now, listen here, my little Horcrux, you will do as I say! No Horcrux of mine is going to defy me!" Raising his voice, he added, "Do you understand?"

Harry nodded because he wanted Voldemort to let go of his hair.

"Now then, as you probably know, you will not be returning to your relatives," Voldemort explained. "From now on, you will live here with me."

Harry stepped back a little bit, "You're insane!"

"Insane am I? Crucio!" Voldemort aimed his wand at Harry.

Harry fell to the ground, screaming in pain. Voldemort held the spell on him for 2 seconds, and then ended it.

"Stand up," Voldemort commanded.

When Harry did not stand up, Voldemort used wandless magic to make him stand.

"Good, then. Now that you are standing, we need to discuss what I will be teaching you," Voldemort said.

"If you think I will ever kill for you, forget it!" Harry shouted.

"Silencio!" Voldemort silenced Harry, "Now, I will not ask you to kill anyone. Well, only one person. But not yet. What I will be teaching you is Legilimency: How to see into people's minds and how to block them from seeing into yours. The other thing is wandless magic."

Voldemort removed the silencing charm, and Harry's voice returned.

"What are you expecting of me? I'm only fourteen," Harry said.

He felt a pale, spidery hand run through his black hair, "Why that is simple, my little Horcrux. I want for you to be my son."